A/N: Hello Everyone and Welcome to my new story! So yesterday, I was thinking about Twilight: Eclipse since it just came out, and had this AWESOME idea! Yay! So I hope you like it a lot and...enjoy I guess...XD The more reviewers means the more I will write! =) So please feel free to review! Thanks!

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~Blood Lust~

Chapter One

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Crystal! Help me with these boxes!" Mom called from outside my new bedroom window. I rolled my eyes and looked out it. She was trying to hold a few boxes in her hands, balancing them as much as she can. I giggled slightly at her position.

"Coming!" I called out as I put my book down and ran downstairs. I really did like the new paint smell of the house; it made me feel at home. Our new home. This is where we would be living for a while, maybe even permanent! Mom was in the military, so we moved around a lot. But she said she thinks we will be able to stay here for awhile. I really hope so, I thought to myself. We usually don't get to stay in one place for too long.

I ran out the front door and over to where the front of the house was, where my mom collapsed all the boxes on the floor. She looked so worn out, her blonde hair now in a messy bun, and her hands on her knees, breathing in heavily.

"I would think military women would have had a lot of workout. I'm surprised you're so worn by only carrying a few boxes in the house." I teased.

She rolled her eyes. "Let's see whose talking after you carry these into the house." She said, standing up straight as she pointed to a box. I sighed a picked up the big box. Dang, it was heavy! I tried not to show how much energy the box drained out of me as I dragged it towards the front door with all I had in me.

My mom laughed as she watched me drag it to the door. I narrowed my eyes. "It's not funny!" I whined, trying my best to not laugh. She smiled at me as I finally dragged the box into the house. "Happy?" I asked as I dropped the box on the carpet, putting my hands on my hips. She laughed again.

"Happy. Now go upstairs and I'll do the rest. I want you to get use to your room." She said shooing me away with her hand. I didn't complain as I ran up the stairs and closed the door. I walked towards my bed, picking up the book I had been reading. I closed it and placed it on my nightstand. What was there to do now? A thought occurred to me as I opened one of my drawers of my nightstand, taking out a cute little book. It had a fuzzy, scarlet cover that had the words "Diary" engraved in silver.

My Dad wanted me to write in it so I could send it to him at the end of the year. He wanted to know what was going on in my life, so he suggested that Mom bought me one. I kind of thought the idea was stupid, but I decided it was better than nothing. Dad was right now in Washington with his new wife. Mom kind of got over the whole divorce thing, but at our old house I would catch her on the couch with a bowl of ice cream, crying while watching soap operas.

I opened it up and flipped through the blank, lined pages. This was going to be my first time writing in it, so I was going to make it count.

Dear Diary,

Wow…this is kind of awkward. Scratch that and let's start over, shall we? Oh! That sounded even cornier!

Dear Dad,

Yes, now that's better! So we have just moved into our new house, and I have to say I love it! It's like perfect and everything! I know I'll be going to school in about 3 more days. Me + School= no new friends. But I'll try to make some new ones. Key word: Try. Don't worry, I won't upset you Dad. I'll do my best to get some buddies ASAP. Oh! And tell Teresa and her daughter Taylor I said hi! I hope all of you are getting situated yourself over there in New York! Please try to not get mobbed by any gangsters….lol

I love you,

Crystal

P.S: My cursive is better than the last time in my signature!

"Something smells good!" I said in surprise, looking around town at the top of the roof. He walked besides me and sniffed too, his eyes widening.

"Yes, your right. It's unfamiliar. New folks in town I suppose?" he guessed, shrugging his shoulders. But the smell wasn't just good, it was mouth watering. I needed to find it as soon as possible. "Don't you think we should take a break…a diet perhaps? It's not natural we are killing so many humans. We don't want it to seem…" he paused to find the right word. "Unnatural."

"Nicholas." I said as I stared off to where all the people were walking in the streets. "I think we have a new prey."

"Joseph, don't you think-"but I stopped him from speaking, raising my hand.

"I will consider going on this diet…but for now I can't resist that smell. I need to know where it is and find it." I said, a smile forming on my face. I heard Nicholas sigh by my side.

"I suppose. I'll be at home if you want to find me." He said as he walked the opposite way, jumping off the roof swiftly.

I was going to find this person, even if it was the last thing I do.

I took the brush on my dresser and brushed my hair with it, trying to get all the tangles out. It was nighttime, which meant I was about to get some shut eye. I usually stayed up really late, but I had to get use to sleeping earlier, so I could wake up when school starts soon. I braided my platinum blonde hair into a braid in the back on my head, and tied a bow at the bottom.

I stretched before I walked over to my bed, turning off the lights along the way. I hoped into my warm covers, cuddling in them as I closed my eyes. I might like it here, I thought to myself. Maybe Maine's not so bad. Waterville is a great city. It's sunny and bright. I think I could get use to this…

I heard a soft tapping at my window, and I immediately shot up from my covers. I looked towards my window and saw nothing. Hm, that's weird. I must be hallucinating things. Me? Hallucinating? That's kind of odd. I rolled my eyes at myself and jumped back in the covers, closing my eyes. The noise came again, and I pulled the covers of my head. Then again, and again, and again…

I jumped out of the covers and out of bed, walking towards my window. I opened it up and looked out of it. Now one's here….Probably some kinds playing a prank. I thought to myself, upset I couldn't get one peaceful night on rest.

I closed the window and turned around to see something silhouetted in front of me. It was actually a body to be exact. A human body. I hesitated a little before speaking.

"Mom? Is that you?" I asked. Then I saw a two, glowing red gems flashing at me. I panicked and looked around the room before looking back at where the person was. But now they were gone.

"Not over here." A voice that was half seductive and half scary whispered from behind me. I turned around quickly, but no one was behind me either. Yes, I'm definitely hallucinating! "Come out, come out wherever you are!" the voice whispered in a teasing tone. The hairs on my neck rised. Definitely not mom, because mom doesn't sound like a man…or on that note a seductive and scary man.

The voice chuckled darkly and I felt my weighted being pinned against the wall. I tried to scream, but it got stuck in my throat as it got dry. My wrists were pinned against the wall and my breathing quickened to the point of hyperventilating. "Too slow." The male voice whispered in my ear, digging is nails into my wrists. I screamed at the excessive pain and I heard the door open and I dropped to the floor as I gush of air passed me, leaving me in shock and pain on the floor.

The lights turned on and I looked at my wrists and noticed that they were bleeding. I gasped and someone gasped a long with me. I looked up to see my mom at the door way, and she ran to me quickly, grabbing my wrists.

"Oh Crystal! I'll go get the First Aid Kit!" She said as she ran of the bathroom next to my room. I just stood there on the bedroom door, as I watched my blood being stained on the carpet. She came back a few seconds later with the First Aid Kit in her hand. "What happened!" she asked in a scared voice.

I tried to think up a lie to convince her nothing bad happened. "I was in the dark trying to find something, and laid my hands on the dresser. My earrings were there and pierced me really hard on my wrists." I lied. It was possible? Wasn't it. She narrowed her eyes for awhile before answering.

"Alright sweetheart, be careful next time." She said as she put the "pain free" creme on the band-aid, putting one on each wrist.

"Good night." She said getting up, taking the First Aid Kit with her to the front of my door. Truth was, I was scared to be alone in my room now, but I managed to speak, trying to make my voice sound normal.

"Good night." I forced out of my mouth with a fake smile.

This girl was very interesting. I watched her from her window after her mother left. Most of my victims that got away the first time would say what the really saw, or say that a burglar broke into the house. But this girl made up a stupid lie and her mom believed it. Was she afraid to tell her? Did she not want her mom to get hurt? I was curious about this girl…Crystal her mother had called her. Crystal…

Her blood lured me to her, but something about her interested me, and I didn't want to kill her right away. I want to learn more about her. I usually didn't play with my food, but this girl was something, and I was going to learn everything I could about her as soon as possible. I listened through the window and heard her soft breathing in the bed. I sighed and opened her window up slowly, trying not to wake her. I climbed through the window and walked over to her bed, walking around it to see her face in the dark.

She sighed happily in her sleep and I watched her, a little memorized at her beauty. She would make a fine meal…but something about her told me I didn't want to take her blood. Something about her told me to just leave her for a few days, maybe even forget about her and move on. I narrowed my eyes in the dark, staring at her sleeping form. For now Crystal, for now.

A/N: Ooooooo! **silence**So...idk it might sound corny...hopefully not. =D

I hope you like it, and if you do, I'll write more. =)

I would REALLY like suggestions for the next chapter and your opinions! Thank you! =D